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THE
BROOME
STREET
REVIEW
No.2
THE
BROOME
STREET
REVIEW
No. 2
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The Broome Street Review2010NEW YORK, NEW YORK
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No. 2
COLD
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For Currie Anne
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Sergio OrtizPoetry,
Emily Stuart if the woman
Good Weather for Fishing
Annalise Hagen Playing Cards
Ben Fama Boy
Cub
Katie Stallsmith Florets.
Phillip Polefrone The Silver Watch
Kimberly Southwick Near sonnet for promising you thesky not my body
Marieke Sterling Resurrecting Subjectivity: ProustsPresence in Minima Moralia
Maggie Owsley Restless
Linda Umans after Double Portrait
Jerimee Bloemeke Rising Sun
Eric Adamson Heron
Pelican
Christopher Bullard White Out
Sappho trans. by C. McPherson
Archilochus trans. by C. McPherson
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from Middle Englishtrans. by C. McPherson
Objectivist Erasure Conversation Between Five Poets:
Peter Gizzi
Elizabeth Willis
Christian Hawkey
Matvei Yankelevich
Piotr Sommer
Jane Laforge A is for Anonymous
Andrew E. Colarusso n. detritus (deterere)
C M Burroughs Nights Large Fears
Of A Larger Sequence
RoomUnpacking
The Last Word
On Impact
Quan Zhang Cold Humor
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Poetry,
Sergio Ortiz
petal moored to a glance,
as its mysterious shape
opened its body to lean
against the smile of an old drifter
awaiting absolution
on the church steps.
The tourist does not move,
his eyes inspect his own tanned
shoulders, then notice
a plastic bag to the right
of the unassisted
-well kept treasure,
intimacy of a home-
with suspicion.
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if the woman
Emily Stuart
.
If the woman is a stonebury her in blue water,If the woman is a kniferub her til she's sharp.
His voice is a rattle at the bottom of a tin cup.His arms are spurs, and rusted
where metal pinches leather.
He shakes like a drum in firelightwith the last fist still fresh on his back:
ama sa'ni, she grow curved low like a horseshoe,she pull stories from lamb wool, wrap upour toes in cotton words,
I go walk on her clouds when I sleep.
she say:Before the men with chins like rocks and the womenin gray come, blue flowers grew by blue water.
The men said the river was dry as their own mouths.Fools trying to drink a field.
he say:I drink a young grave.
If the woman is a wolf
wait til she sleeps,If the woman is a voicelistensay the words againmake them your own.
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Playing Cards
Annalise Hagen
1.
Weoracular queensmake prophecies
that fillothers butnot ourselves.
2.
Because we standin the twistof tunnels,
we becomeveils againsta flood.
3.
But in truth allwe can dois describe
the landscapesunder our feetfluid ones,
like the meltingof sandto glass.
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Boy
Ben Fama
Some days this house exudes a subtle whinnyingasshole says graveyards are slowly winningI bury my face deep in the front lawna family of magicians move onto the blocka sequence of colors erupts from their chimney
now anyone can walk among strangers towards daylightNorse creature, neighborhood fogstay here with us snow, stay here with us snow leopard
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Cub
I wake
press star to continuethe wind blows the wrong waynow you grow tigerssummer is a sance where
campfire loops endlesslyThe banner on the hill
it opens like a sail
the tiger gets hugeI saw you with it in a picturea child named Lazyheadthen a fortunate discovery
selling metal from the ski liftIf today is your birthday pleaseremove exactly 300 hairs from my beardIm dancing for fat rain
to press on the eveningso you may climb up and tearthe sky in half so it will lookthe way I have secretly wanted
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Florets.
Katie Stallsmith
The skeletal nature
of our family was, I
always thought, purposeful
Mothers mill
but a bright red canvas
hanging on the wall.The approach of death
must have scared
an egg into action:
after Jo went, children
came. They flowered
into our familymonuments.
Mother got knocked up,
not knocked down.
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The Silver Watch after Popa
Phillip Polefrone
Everything slides
on the side
of the Silver Watch
Wraps its edges
around its
edges
Eye whites run
down nose and mix
with teeth
But the back the
back is shineless
faceless
The watch is
infirm Its hand
trembles
at each step
Each stop though briefhangs
Leaf
on bough
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of the gap
where none
will go Even
the Silver Watch
will not
look
Too thin even
to roll off a cog
from the Silver Watch sitson the table
forgetting
its brooding brood
Feeling as though
its forgotten something
the Silver Watch
does not know
how long the cog
has been gone
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Near sonnet for promising you the sky not my body
Kimberly Southwick
midnight apocalypse violet, the snow
falls steady and dark, escaping heaven,
landing like piled down, winter pollen
covering this cityscape brownstone row.
when fire lights the mauve, the morning glow
seeps into a.m. hours, the sky ashen
then bursting flames, lighting three oh sevena burning cold my bare feet didnt know
until now, nude on a fire escape,
self-portrait for neighbors asleep, agape.
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Resurrecting Subjectivity:Prousts presence inMinima Moralia
Marieke Sterling
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Over the course of Theodor Adornos career, even as heinvestigated thoroughly contemporarytopics, Prousts writing served as asource of inspiration and enlightenment. Calling him an author whoseevery sentence put out of action some received opinion (207), Adornostated that Proust has played a central role in my intellectual economyfor decades. Adorno makes this fact clear in his eclectic philosophical
workMinima Moralia, in which he investigates the state of the modernindividual, and asserts that the contemporary human condition is blightedby the individuals loss of subjectivity. Adorno described In Search of Lost
Time as a monument to Prousts resistance against a subsuming formimposed from above, and, throughoutMinima Moralia, through allusionand direct citation, Adorno uses Prousts novel as a model for preservedsubjectivity. If we examine Minima Moralia more closely, it becomesapparent that, even where Proust is not explicitly referred to, many of theideas thematized inIn Search of Lost Time articulate or offer resolution tothe central problems Adorno identifies in modern society and culture. InMinima Moralia, Adorno refers to Proust in three key areas, whichtogether constitute the central structures that give individual life itsmeaning and form; he draws upon Prousts work in his analyses of socialrelationships, in his articulation of the role of memory and self-reflectionin subjective experience, and in his approach to the formulation ofsubjective knowledge and truth. Having identified the areas of life wheresubjectivity is most endangered, Adorno sees in In Search of Lost Time, ameans for combating domination and recovering lost subjectivity throughthe articulation and communication of the individual experience.
In Minima Moralia, one of Adornos central topics is what he calls thewithering of experience, (55) or the process by which the modernindividual is denied his own subjectivity and expelled from his own
subjective experiences. In the text, Adorno describes the subjectivedimension as the non-controversial aspect of things, their unquestionedimpression, the faade made up of classified data, (69) and pits thiselement against the objective, which he defines as anything that...engagesthe specific experience of a matter, casts off all ready-made judgments and
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substitutes related-ness to the object for the majority consensus (69).The two modes, Adorno asserts, operate in continual conflict, andidentifies the decay of the self (65) as a direct result of the ascendancy ofobjective values. He argues that this development drives the processes ofindustrialization and rationalization, which have turned the human subject
into the human object, and caused all aspects of life to becompartmentalized and broken down into their economic or objective
worth. According to Adorno, this atomization (130) is manifest bothacross society as a whole and in the relationships between people, as wellas within the individual himself. Adorno identifies the symptoms of thisphenomenon in society by the dehumanization and dominationperpetrated by people in personal and general terms. Within theindividual, it is internally evident in the shift from the privileging of thesubjective experience to the supremacy of the objective, by which
movement the individual is dominated and destroyed by mass society.Fighting against this phenomenon, Adorno argues for a return to whatProust calls theracine personelle, or personal root, of experience
In In Search of Lost Time, one of Prousts central topics is themachinations of social life. He describes in great detail the inner-
workings and devices of an idle upper class, documenting their excessesalong with their privations. Writing on Proust, Adorno asserts that, theframework of decline within which Proust quotes the portrait of hissociety, turns out to be that of a major social tendency (167). In this
statement, Adorno extends Prousts analyses and meditations on Parisianhigh society, suggesting that they describe a process of devolution that isstill ongoing, and which takes place across modern culture. In depictingthe subtle intricacies of social exchange, Prousts writing reveals what are,for Adorno, some of the essential systems through which human dignityand individuality are preserved. One of the central ways that thisapproach manifests itself inIn Search of Lost Time is through the emphasison elaborate social conventions. Adorno states that, to write offconvention as an outdated, useless and extraneous ornament is only toconfirma life of direct domination (37). Conventions, asserts Adorno,
have the function of upholding the basic impractical, unusable foundationof human relationships, and are symptomatic of a generalacknowledgement of the rights of the individual. Thus, they stand indirect opposition to what Adorno calls the practical orders oflife...[which] serve in a profit economy to stunt human qualities... (41).
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Under these terms, peoples relationships are disfigured by the dynamicsof giving and taking, discussion and implementation, control andfunction (41), and the ceremonial distance between individuals, where helocates the delicate connecting filigree of external forms in which alonethe internal crystallize (41) falls away. By abolishing these structures
under the pretext of honesty and equality, Adorno argues, the individual isdominated and objectified.
The dynamics of social life, its areas of weakness and tension, areillustrated still more explicitly in Prousts writing on love. Adornodescribes Prousts representation of love as an allergic account of what
was to befall all love. The exchange relationship that love partiallywithstood throughout the bourgeois age has completely absorbed it (167).In this statement, Adorno recasts Prousts depiction of love as a self-reflective act that precludes full recognition of or participation by the
desired object, as the common model for contemporary love, and, with theterm allergic, suggests the neurotic, almost physical character of Proustsaccount. He extends Prousts example still further, to include all forms ofsocial relationships, writing, the objective dissolution of society issubjectively manifested in the weakening of the erotic urge, no longer ableto bind together self-preserving monads (168). The decline of the eroticurge, he argues, is caused in part by the ascendancy of self-interest, whichseeks personal advancement above all else. ThroughoutIn Search of LostTime, Proust returns repeatedly to the notion of the self as the supreme
medium of experience, suggesting not only the world around us, but alsothose we love, are simply a vast, vague arena in which to exteriorize ouremotions. The notion of exchange, now at the heart of humanrelationships, prohibits true attachments from forming, he argues, for,tenderness between people is nothing other than awareness of thepossibility of relations without purpose (41). Under the contemporarymodel of gainful romance, Adorno asserts, people have ceased to beregarded as individuals, but have become objects. As objects, they have
value only as long as they are not owned, but, once wholly a possession, aperson is no longer really looked at (79), and are then free to be traded
away for something of equal or greater worth. In Adornos articulation ofthe material dynamics of amorous relationships, he often directly refers toideas found inIn Search of Lost Time. The concepts of objectification andpossession are apparent when, in The Captive, Proust writes, the sameperson is alternately winged and wingless. Afraid of losing her, we forget
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all others. Sure of keeping her, we compare her with those others whomwe at once prefer to her. As in AdornosMinima Moralia, Proust speaksabout romantic relationships in terms of exchange, suggesting thatanothers worth rests in their possessionor in their resistance topossessionrather than in their specific and unique qualities.
If Prousts examination of the individual in society acts as one sourceof inspiration for Adorno, it is equally true that Prousts exploration of theindividuals subjectivity in isolation offered Adorno another avenue ofreflection. The role of memory in experience and in thought is critical toboth Proust and Adornos conceptions of subjectivity. Throughout thenovel, the author returns to the idea of thememoire involuntaire, thespontaneous interpenetration of the present with the past. Reflecting onthe dimensions of experience, Proust writes, It seems that events arelarger than the moment in which they occur and cannot be entirely
contained in it. Certainly they overflow into the future through thememory we retain of them, but they demand a place also in the time thatprecedes them. For both Proust and Adorno, the past is always present,and, as a result, is always changing. This instability, Adorno argues,performs a real function; in preventing memories from being fixed, thisdynamic preserves their integral nature. As soon as memories are namedand located, they are externalized and objectified, and are no longer truly apart of individual consciousness, but only possessed by it. This differenceis critical to Adorno, for, as he asserts in Minima Moralia, it is precisely
this interpenetration that is so vital to the functioning subjectiveconsciousness. Currently, he writes, memory is tabooed as unpredictable,unreliable, irrational. The resulting historical asthma culminates in thedissolution of the historical dimension of experience (122). It is thishistorical dimension, now so endangered, which gives experience meaning.It allows for the elements of the irrational specific to the individual toparticipate in the thought process, without which knowledge becomesstrictly a matter of pure repetition, a form of absolute tautology (123).He also suggests, in employing the term historical asthma, the diseasedand frenziedcharacter of experience without memory. Writing further on
the importance of memory, Adorno goes on to cite Prousts stance as anexample, articulating Prousts principle as the conception that thepresent, immediacy, is constituted only through the medium of memory(166). It is across memory that experiences acquire value; deprived of this,
Adorno argues, life would be meaningless, recast into a timeless
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succession of shocks, interspersed with empty, paralyzed intervals (54).Thus, within individuals and throughout society as a whole, the death ofthe historical dimension has damaged experience and robbed it ofmeaning.
The element of memory is also vital to the reflective process, another
central theme in Prousts writing, and crucial, Adorno argues, to both theconstruction of individual experience and the acquisition of knowledge.Reflective thought constitutes a large proportion ofIn Search of Lost Time,far outstripping scenes of narrative action. For Prousts narrator, thingsand people do not exist...until they assume in [his] imagination anindividual existence. The privileging of imagination over material factamounts to the intervention of the subjective in a persons individualexperience.Adorno describes this intervention in several ways. Thereflective posture requires a degree of distance from its object, which
allows for what Adorno calls the self-detachment from the weight of thefactual (127), thus liberating man from the obligation of merelyreproducing being, [so that he] can...determine it (127). In thisstatement, Adornos words strongly echo Prousts assertions that we onlyknow what we are obliged to recreate in thought, and that there is noknowledge...except of oneself. Observation counts for very little, instressing the constructive relationship of the individual to knowledge. Bydistancing the thinking subject from the contemplated object, bothProust and Adorno use reflection to aid the rejection of prescribed
notions in favor of arriving at personal truth. For Adorno, however, thissubjective truth does not invalidate the conceptual domain of objectivefact, but effectively re-contextualizes it. Roger Foster, in his critical workentitled Adorno: The Recovery of Experience, articulates this fact in statingthat, in Adornos terms, self-reflection is not a canceling of thoseschemes in a return to the cognitive fullness of the subject. Rather, itdiscloses the distance between our concept and genuine cognition.Genuine cognition, Foster suggests, is necessarily self-reflective, and thusoperates through the application of memory, which is to say, through theactive intervention of individual experience in processing information.
Affirming the subjective, irrational element of the thought process,Adorno states that knowledge comes to us through a network ofprejudices, opinions, innervations, self-corrections, presuppositions andexaggerations...[through the] medium of experience (80), and reflection,in allowing for the intervention of emotion and memory in analytical
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thinking, acknowledges and promotes the importance of the individualtruth. Prousts memoire involuntaire plays an important role in this process,acting as a means of enlightenment that is deeply subjective, at onceinternal to memory and outside of cognition, and entails what Fosterdescribes as the lighting up in a flash of what cannot be said with ...the
tools of intelligence. Thus, the self-reflective act, transpiring acrossmemory, contributes to the formulation of a subjective body ofknowledge.
Adorno represents the active and sustained pursuit of truth as criticalto the state of preserved subjectivity, and finds a model for this process inProusts writing. Throughout In Search of Lost Time, Proust warns againstthe dangers ofhabitude, which he calls a second nature that prevents usfrom knowing[the first] nature. In this usage, habit can be understoodin experiential terms, as the practice of routine, or in intellectual terms, as
the acceptance and application of received ideas and standardizedconcepts. Proust uses the expression second nature to indicate both theartificiality of the conceptual world, and its remove from the world ofsubjective experience. He advocates, then, for the active construction ofan individual body of knowledge, which penetrates the overlyingconceptual layer of reality to achieve subjective truth. Foster summarizes
Adornos interpretation ofhabitude in Proust as the weight of certainhistorical developments that expels the experienced subject fromcognition. The preservation of the subjective experience, then, is
contingent upon the active rejection of habit in favor of truth, a factAdorno articulates in stating that, the compulsion to adapt prohibits onefrom listening to reality. InNotes to Literature, Adorno analyzes the roleplayed by truth in In Search of Lost Time, depicting truth as critical topersonal happiness and fulfillment, asserting that, because [the narrator]is not satisfied with any happiness other than complete happiness, hisneed for happiness becomes a need for full truth. The other happiness
Adorno refers to in this statement is the deceptive happiness that isfounded upon habit and governed by convention, in short, a state ofdomination characterizedby the renunciation of subjectivity. The full
truth, or individuated truth, that Adorno references ultimately preventsthe subject from achieving happiness, because, as he writes, such truth...ispain, disappointment, knowledge of the false life. Full truth forces itspossessor to confront the break between subjective experience and the
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conceptual domain, and thus to acknowledge the state of domination inwhich the subject now lives.
In addition to advocating for the value of pursuing knowledge,the two works also address the character and function of knowledge itself,emphasizing the importance of detail, and reject the accepted value of
standard proportions. In Minima Moralia, Adorno asserts that, the senseof proportion entails a total obligation to think in terms of the establishedmeasures and values (72). In rejecting these proportions, he also deniesthe accepted division between the universal and particular, and citesProust as demonstrating the interpenetration of each. Thus, the insistentattention to detail that Proust maintains throughout In Search of Lost Timeassumes political import under Adornos critical eye, a fact that heexpresses explicitly in calling Prousts writing not at all esoteric butrather democratic. Adorno addresses the importance of the specific in
terms of resistance to domination, asserting that, it is just this passing onand being unable to linger, this tacit assent to the primacy of the generalover the particular, which constitutes not only the deception ofidealism...but also its inhumanity (74), and going on to say that theconcept of relevance is determined by organizational considerations, thatof topicality measured by the most powerful objective tendency of theday (125). Underlying both of these statements is the sense of efficiencyand urgency driving modern, industrialized culture, and against which
Adorno poses the idea of lingering, of abiding with something over time.
Proust writes on the importance of detail in similar terms, calling for areclamation of what he refers to as the dchets of experience, bestunderstood as the detritus produced by the transition from experiential toempirical modes. In affirming the worth of lifesdchets, Proust speaks outagainst objectivity and empiricism, and elevates the undervalued elementsof subjective experience. Prousts writing is marked by his absorption with
what could be called insignificant details, from which his imaginationtakes flight. Reflecting upon this, Proust asks, is not a singlefact...sufficient to enable the experimenter to deduce a general law which
will reveal the truth about thousands of analogous parts? Adorno,
likewise, believes that elevating general or objective truth is a form ofdomination, and that truth can only be arrived at through the patienceand perseverance of lingering with the particular (77). In this way, heargues, a body of knowledge can be developed whose authority rests in itsdiversity and in its particularity, so defying what he calls the overbearing
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audience, and brings each to a higher state of consciousness. In In Searchof Lost Time, through such artworks as the paintings of Elistir and themusic of Vinteuil, subjective experience is preserved and communicated,in its particularity and its universality. Faithful transmission of theindividual experience engenders unity and humanity across society; in
reading Proust, Adorno states, we are restore[d] the universality we feelcheated of.
Though Adornos vision for redemption through art iscomplicated by the inherent difficulty of communicating subjectiveexperience, he sees in Prousts technique a means for doing so. Languagedenies, and in fact suppresses, the distance between concept andcognition. The difficulty, then, lies in expressing subjective experience
while preserving its specificity, or as Foster puts it, in order to disclosethat distance, language must be able to express or evoke what it cannot
say; to say it would be to abolish distance. Thus, the artist is chargedwith performing a textual slight-of-hand, conveying meaning throughindirect channels. One way that Proust circumvents the problems posedby communication limited to externals, common to all and of no interestis through the overwhelming plentitude and specificity of the informationthat he provides his readers; through these details, he creates a text thatmanages to be at turns scientifically precise, deeply personal, anduniversally resonant. Adorno, exploring Prousts literary technique,observed that it is as though under the mask of autobiography Proust
were giving out the secrets of every person while at the same timereporting on something extremely specialized, on incommensurable,extremely subtle and private experiences. The paradox that Adornoidentifies in this statement, between commonality and a state ofsubjectivity that is fundamentally unique andin a senseincontrovertibly incommunicable, is also conveyed through Prousts use ofmetaphor. Metaphor works against the rigidities of language; byexternalizing meaning into an alternative location, it re-contextualizes it,and incorporates an extant entity, familiar to the reader, in the formationof personal expression. In doing so, the writer enlists the readers
subjective understanding and experiences in the interpretation of the text,while at the same time inflecting his statement with subtleties too fine fordirect expression. In this way, as Foster notes, metaphor resists habitualclassification by redirecting language toward what the subjectexperiences. Proust also demonstrates this resistance to standard
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formations of communication in the configuration of his text. In Search ofLost Time is marked by its cyclical, self-reflective structure, in which thepast and the present freely commingle. Prousts departure from a linear,rational and neatly ordered construction has the effect of forcing upon thereader the terms of the narrators subjective state, while at the same time
resisting the organization imposed by normative forces. The potentcombination of high detail, vivid metaphor and loose structure lead
Adorno to state that in reading Proust, one feels addressed by it as if byan inherited memory. With the term inherited memory, Adornoarticulates the paradoxical specificity and universality of the text,describing it as an experienced object whose origins are both internal andexternal.
Inspired by Proust, Adorno applies some of his literarytechniques inMinima Moralia, and uses these methods to circumvent the
issues posed by communication in order to create a text designed tocombat the problems surrounding annihilated subjectivity. Adornodescribes his approach as the attempt to present aspects of a sharedphilosophy from the standpoint of subjective experiences, (18) and tothat end, he borrows from Proust at the structural, stylistic, and materiallevel. In the same way that In Search of Lost Time defies rational order, andin this way testifies to the essential irrationality of the subjectivedimension,Minima Moralia is loosely constructed, following associativerelations rather than logical progression, and marked by obscure allusions
and self-contradictions. What Adorno calls the disconnected and non
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binding character of the [books] form, the renunciation of explicittheoretical cohesion, (18) is also evident in the works content. LikeProust, Adorno finds material for analyses in a wide variety of subjects,
which range widely in scope and scale, and which are located at everycultural register. His brief passages act as points in a constellation ofcriticism, which, as Adorno writes, without ever pretending to becomplete or definitive...[are] all intended to mark out points of attack orto furnish models for a future exertion of thought. (18) Through theincomplete character of its content, Minima Moralia engages the critical
faculties of its readers, and directs them to avenues of reflection. Adornoalso circumvents the hierarchical and reductive nature of linguisticcommunication through stylistic devices, specifically with the use ofmetaphorical language. Adorno, like Proust, employs metaphor toincorporate a fine web of nuance into his writing, and to involve the
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subjective understanding of his audience in the construction of meaning.Thus, the book is rife with poetic alliances such as that between theeffervescing of mineral water and male violence, or between crystallinestructure and the interior self. In a style that is at once lyrical andanalytical, and didactic without being definitive, Adorno pits his
subjective insights against the normative tendencies dominating modernsociety and culture.
Prousts writing acted as a source of inspiration throughoutAdornos intellectual career, and the influence ofIn Search of Lost Time isapparent inMinima Moralia materially, structurally, stylistically, andconceptually. Adorno uses Prousts novel as a model for intactsubjectivity, and finds in his writing a technique to resist theautomatization and mechanization of his own thought. This mechanizedstate, a product of contemporary culture, is manifest not only within
individuals, but also between them, and across society as whole. Thus,Adorno references Proust in his examination of social dynamics, in hisexploration of the function of memory and self-reflection in individualexperience, and in his approach to the construction and character ofknowledge. To these areas, Adorno locates the structures that sustain ordismantle subjectivity, and, having identified the threats contemporaryculture and society directs against the individual, he sees in Prousts novela method for resistance, through the examination and communication ofsubjective experience. Though they appear, superficially, to be temporally
and materially distant, a deep affinity binds Minima Moralia toIn Search ofLost Time; in their concern with the articulation of subjective experience,the two books transcend genre.
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Adorno, Theodor. Minima Moralia: Reflections from Damaged Life. Trans. E.N.F. Jephcott. New York: Verso, 2005. Print.
Adorno, Theodor.Notes to Literature, Vol. II. Trans. Rolf Tiedemann. New York:Columbia University Press, 1992. Print.
Adorno, Prisms. Trans. Shierry Weber Nicholsen and Samuel Weber. USA: MITPress, 1983. Print.
Foster, Roger. Adorno: The Recovery of Experience. New York: State University ofNew York Press, 2007. Print.
Proust, Marcel. In Search of Lost Time. Trans. C. K. Scott Moncrieff and TerenceKilmartin. USA: Random House, 1992. Print.
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AfterDouble Portrait(1985-1986)by Lucian Freud
Linda Umans
As a day sleeper too
I enjoy the proximity of caring company
sometimes draped across my forehead.
Who dreams next to you, connects.
Strangers on Indian trains have been influences.
Deep rest can be elusive
as can the memory of conversations like
Help me see the joke of itTwo mammals walked into a bar.
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Rising Sun
Jerimee Bloemeke
Twas raining and
the sky the face
of an undead without
eyes as a plane
passes overhead
dropping its shadow
on the forehead the cloudslow lower themselves
than the spirit of a man
we met at a gas station
in Manning south carolina
the only reason
we went there 'cause
they had a Taco bell
we were hungry and had to pissand the man was there in front
he was more like a student
that we both knew let us
call him L so L had stolen
the limo he drove
for a guy in New jersey
and drove it down 'til it broke
down and L was broke too
he told us he'dbeen kicked out of the house
he'd been living in with his mom
he had on a hound's tooth
coat a plaid shirt and navy
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pants with a bleach stain at the cuff
and his shoes were black nikes
L didn't have any cigarettes
he was bumming mine the whole drive
telling us more about his situationhow he'd never seen the south
but when he was small
and asking about what it's like
to sleep in the woods
he said he couldn't that night
parked on the side of i-95
with all the noises he was hearing
being drunk and wild
L said he'd heard allkinds of noises from animals
but didn't know what kinds
perhaps we could've told him
if he'd been able to imitate it
like the one time I tried to
in the pizza place in New york
a girl was telling me
she heard screeches of sorts
on top of her roof in Yonkers
I think that's where she lived
and I told her what it could be
like a possum or a raccoon
though not really knowing
myself not knowing
what sorts of animals
besides pigeons and rats
roam wild in citieswhich's where I knew L
from some essay class
he was the only black in the class
one of the few blacks at the school
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but then as his story goes
he stopped being able
to pay the tuition
so he started working this limo service
but not like stretch limos for celebritiesand rich folks but the ones
they call the gypsy cabs in brooklyn
usually black cars Lincolns or
some times a Ford crown victoria
they're always beeping at you
when you walk down the street
or get off the subway
so anyway that's what L did
least 'til his mom kicked him outso he told us more about it
how a cop pulled him over
since he was speeding
and L told the cop a story about
how he had dropped off a guy
in some forgotten town
and how the cop was so nice to L
was considerate was cool
acting as if he'd believed L's story
when the punch line of it was that
L hadn't even gotten to the town yet
the one he told the cop he'd just dropped the guy off in
but the cop let him go anyway
despite L being obviously drunk
and I thought
that it wasn't on account
of the cop justbeing nice and so
L tells us about how he was in the woods
sitting between sky and I
in the van on a cooler
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constantly asking us where he could ash
and us telling him over and over
again that it was cool
to ash on the floor
look at the floorwho gives a fuck
and how L was in the woods
and it was dark and hearing the noises
of the woods as something
he'd never heard before
him saying this in an awed type of tone
not necessarily as if the sounds
in the woods were tranquil or something
but as if they'd changed something inside himthe sounds
being volatile and new and wild
and he's saying how
he tried to start a camp fire
asking us if we'd ever done one
and us telling him of course we had
we do it all the time
camp out and roast marshmallows
hot dogs all that kind of shit
like smoking spliffs beneath the stars
ain't nothing quite like it
L said true
and one of us asked him
what he was doing out in the woods
L said his car'd broken down
something like that
though it was later revealed thatthe car had run out of gas
and like I said he didn't have much cash
and so he must've thought
what the fuck and went into the woods
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why not he'd never been there
before never been in any woods
or any forest
nothing and so he did say though
that being out in the wildernesslet a man see his true self
something like that
and then that once he'd been discovering all these things
about his own self was when he heard the dogs
barking back where his car was at parked on the side of thehighway
and the flashlights of the cops
and the cops' cars' red and blue and white lights
and then soon after thator maybe it wasn't soon
but some time after that it wasn't clear
but there were then the orange lights
of a tow truck
and by that time L decided he'd walk back
and he met the cops and they put him in one of their cars
and drove him to that place in Manning
where we'd met him
he told us thatonce he'd gotten to Manning
he immediately applied for a job
at the Waffle house
that small kind of place
a restaurant that has a black and yellow decor
and white orbs hanging from the ceiling
over the tables as the primary source
of light
it's the kind of place one goes
before setting out on a long journey
that's expected to be pretty
noteworthy or at least a time
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or an experience but who's to say
anything about experience or life these days
certainly not I
but L was sure he'd be stuck around Manning
for he didn't know how longand we started making jokes about
Peyton manning the football quarterback
currently the best in the league
having just lost the super bowl
to the new orleans saints
so that meant that the town
called Manning must've sucked too
and L told us again about the woods
and how he saw the stars and the skyand probably the moon
how he saw all them trees in the dark
and he'd drank water from a creek
L asked me if I'd ever done that
I said sure and then I asked him
if the water he drank tasted good
and he said yeah
it didn't have any particles in it
it tasted fresh
and he asked what kinds of trees those were
so I told him cypresses but he said
no the red ones
and I said I didn't know the name for those
and I recall now how he only had his cell phone for light
how that must've made it difficult
for him to see
but at least he had thathe told us he only went to that gas station we met him at
because they had a Popeye's
and he only had ten bucks
and he figured if he was to get himself a meal
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that he'd want it to be good
so he got himself some fried chicken
he told us
all the while him smoking my Pall malls
and periodically excusing himselfto take a nap in the back of the van
laying himself out flat
on his stomach
every so often saying something
about the song we had on
he said "No Rain" was his jam
but whose jam isn't that song
I thought he also liked
that one Grails songhe said it was like space music
and that he played the guitar
and his guitar was at his brother's place
which's where we were taking him
somewhere in Orlando
but we told him we'd drop him off somewhere close
since it would be out of our way
to go all the way to Orlando
where we told him was Disney world
and all that shit
but he was saying how
we ought to form a band
and call it space music
how he wants to write songs
and drive a truck
seeming naive but fearless
until we were nearing hisstop when we told him to call his brother up
and so he did
and his brother said he was going to Full sail
and didn't have access to his car
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so we told L he could probably catch a ride
with some college kids going down 4
and when we got to the gas station where we were gonna leave him
sky and I took pisses
in a badly maintained restroomwhere all the toilets were corroded
had turned green like the statue of liberty
like once the bathroom was full of copper
like a jewelry box with puddles on the floor
and the writings on the wall we didn't read
the permanent marker scrawlings
sprawled all across the mirror
and the hand dryer that didn't work
and the soil covered walllike the broken bones
the lost skeletons
of vagrants I went into the gas station
to buy myself some snacks
and a soda and L was making himself a sign
out of a pamphlet he had
been carrying around in a pocket
of his coat jacket
him borrowing a pen from the cashier
him thanking us profusely for the lift
me telling him that he was lucky we ran into him
and that
when he felt his luck running out
that that was when someone was going to come by
and pick him up
at that time when he will
have lost all hopethat that was when his brother would come through
riding on all kinds of graces
me not knowing whether that was true
or not but having to tell him something
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and sky and I drove off
leaving him in what looked like
the middle of nowhere
a black speck in the fluorescent distance
and sky telling me he felt badas we drove on our way
and me feeling so too
under that lightning sky
heated up with low pressure
and those low clouds
and the rain
remembering how I shook
before our trip started
still in the citybeing so nervous without knowing why
seeing then
driving up ahead
off in a circle of grass and palm trees
emergency lights
brown tire tracks through the green
green grass lit up by streetlights
and the pick up truck
smashed headfirst
into the palm tree
both so still as we passed by
having just missed the accident
there being no way that the driver
survived and my eyes burned
thinking about L
hearing the engines
of the plane overhead putting its shadowon everything hiding the moon
behind its smoke and killing the wind
from the face of an undead
blinded sky
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bruised by its own clouds
in purples and stale greens
like mold
like the lesions on a corpse
like the way blood getskept underneath the skin
but trying to get out or go somewhere
and how it can't be forgotten
how before we dropped off L
he told us that the night before
he'd tried to kill himself
and how I bit my tongue
and sky asked him how he tried to do it
but I forgot what he said
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Heron
Eric Adamson
white curling heron on my breath,
speed of fingers sewing deft,
fish to needle mouth it sips,
come to me scale sides of my lips,
white heron curling up with death.
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Pelican
of too much fish, of too much flight,
of too much wings and beak on sky,
of rotting in the sand and brine,
here is pelican, mouth too wide.
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White Out
Cristopher Bullard
Whorf declared that the EskimoDistinguish seals by name and know
A hundred different words for snow
Because they see varietiesOf snow as sets of propertiesDistinct as we have birds and bees.
And yet, up north, a frozen senseOf seasonal experience,Has left their verbs in present tense.
Thus, one is going, not gone.One out of sight is going on
And may return to us, anon.
I envy Eskimos. For me,
Verb endings are finality.My conjugates conclude ed.
By grammars rule, I must inferThat as we flip the calendarThose things thatare, will soon be were.
To sum, in this life sentence, ImFull stop in the language of time,
Aware of how our paradigm
Of endings strands us,status quo,With chilly words, alike as snow,
To name the things we cannot know.
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Sappho
Original Translation by C. McPherson
A host of cavalry, the infantry,the navy: some say that these are the loveliest sightson this black earth. Not I--I say its what you love.
And its easy to make this
clear to all: far surpassing humankindbeautiful Helen left herown surpassingly noble man
And sailed for Troy withouta thought for her child or elders
with one who led her astray(with ease).Which reminds me of Anactoria.
Shes not here. But Id trade
the sight of all the chariotsand foot soldiers of Lydiajust to see her lovely walk and radiant face.
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Archilochus
Original Translation by C. McPherson
I rely on my spear to earn my bread
I rely on my spear Ismaric wine to drink
While leaning on it. I rely on my spear.
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Middle English, 13th-14th Century
Original Translation by C. McPherson
Whan ich se on rode
Jhesu mi lemman,
and beside him stonde
Marie an Johan,
and his rig y-swongen,
and his side y-stongen,for the love of man,
wel ow ich to wepen
and sinnes forleten,
Yif ich of love can,
yif ich of love can,
yif ich of love can.
When I see on the cross
Jesus my sweetheart
And standing beside him
Mary and John,
And his back scourged
And his side pierced
For the love of humanity,
Then I should certainly weepAnd Forsake my sins
If I know anything of love,
If I know anything of love,
If I know anything of love.
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AN OBJECTIVIST ERASURE CONVERSATION BETWEEN FIVE POETS
PIOTR SOMMER
PETER GIZZI
CHRISTIAN HAWKEY
ELIZABETH WILLIS
MATVEI YANKELEVICH
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A dog barks threateningly in the background.
I think thats where all the work is being done. These are the books that are being read.At least in my experience. I think its the work thats had an impact. You as a publisherMatvei, of Ugly Duckling, are experiencing that, right? By producing many of these othertexts
A smaller dog growls in the foreground. Matvei is hesitant to respond. He laughs.
Matvei: I cant really say yet! I think youre all straight-on.
Piotr: But, when I was coming to the states for the first time in the early eighties, I waslucky enough to be able to travel from campus to campus quite a bit. And it seemed to methat there was no one around on campuses who knew about the objectivists. When Imentioned Charles Reznikoff, they said who? Maybe there is something in the foreignpoint of view when looking at something like American poetry from anthologies. I wasworking in the late seventies when I bumped into Reznikoff. He, instantly, seemed to be
so exciting. Every sentence seemed to me so exciting. Then the New York School becameso important and then youd try to drag them into your own language just to see if theressomething as vivid as you hear it in English. So maybe the contamination of the two, theNew York School and the Objectivists, became rather very quickly assimilated in Poland.In France I know of the Objectivists more than the New York School.
The mechanisms of an old window roil the conversation.
Because it was such an early development for me, now it seems to me they must havebeen completely assimilated in the states. And this is why I was asking about new fatherfigures, like Spicer. Theres this constant urge to unearth the people who have beenneglected.
The window is finally lodged open. A zipper is ripped apart.
Apart from Spicer, would you say there are other new names?
Elizabeth Willis enters the conversation.
Willis: Well I think some of the less read members of, say, the New York School, likeBarbara Guest and James Schuyler, I think have a huge effect. I was just thinking actuallythat what were talking about in a way, is the positive version of the influence ofinstitutions like the fact that Robert Creeley taught in a University and his perspectivewas entirely that we should be changing the institution from the inside out, not that weshould accept or adapt to the culture of academic institutions. There is a generation ofpeople who then came through, in the eighties, who had a sense of social and aestheticresponsibility to teach little known works that matter. In my experience, the studentswho are now in their late teens, early twenties really respond to the Objectivists and allsorts of new American poetry in ways that are different from what I got as a student.
Piotr: Whats the difference?
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Willis: Well, basically, in my university education I only got the Berryman, Lowell, PlathtraditionTheodore Roethke. So to actually discover a work that was outside of thatnexus was a revelation. I felt desperate to find other people who were reading thosebooks. I think that is kind of characteristic of our whole generation. We came to thatwork and it changed us, now were the ones who are trying to pass it on.
Gizzi: If you think of Creeley, what was his model? He came from Black Mountain, whichis an alternative institutional space. This generated a whole new group nexus. Creeleywas close to Zukofsky and really responsible for making that work available, as well asthe other objectivistslike Olsen. It was an alternative model of pedagogy and of whatlearning spaces could be as a kind of cooperative. This tradition goes on; its not like itsnew. Then, Creeleys great predecessor was William Carlos Williams. I think of booksthat have had influenceI always like to call it the quiet revolution of 1923which wasSpring and AllandHarmonium. These two stateside modernists. Because 22 is Ulyssesand The Wasteland. But, these two stateside gentlemen who had proper jobs and wrotein the evenings or during their free time,Spring and Allis probably one of the mostinfluential books of verse structure. I mean, I can look at Christians work, your work, mywork and its like Williams line lives everywhere.
Hawkey jumps in.
Hawkey: Its truly variable!
Elizabeth agrees.
Gizzi: Whether someone has read him or not, Williams is alive and signifying. Its like1923 in France, 300 copies published by Robert McElmancontact editions. That book isvastly influential noweven by people who dont read Williams or Stevens. Its hard tosettle.
Piotr: Right.
Piotr ruminates briefly on a new question, or perhaps on returning to an old one.
Elizabeth, you were saying that there is a difference between what you were getting out ofit and what the students are getting. My intuition would be that, because of some of thealternative modes were new for you and for them, they are pretty much becoming part ofthe mainstream. Am I making sense?
Willis: Yeah
Piotr: Are they looking at it with impatience? No?
Elizabeth: I havent seen impatience. Ive been thinking about how the American politicallandscape effects what people turn to in literature. My parents were part of the WorldWar II generation with all this optimism. Yet I cam of age in the Regan and Bush years.So I think that one thing that is really durable and easily translatable about theobjectivists is their combination of political engagament and really sophisticated
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aesthetics. I dont think students find it troubling or problematicwhat was the word youused?
Piotr: Impatience! I didnt really mean impatientMaybe, a little bit more natural tohave and because of that it wouldnt generate as much interest as it did in your case.
Gizzi: But forty years later these texts are now canonicalthese are venerable works. Iremember I visited your class at Pratt when you did the lectures on Spicer. It was likechapter and verse to them. These are accepted texts now.
Hawkey: I dont really think its a question of something suddenly accepted becomingfamiliar and then rejected. I think its a sifting in which certain groups and communitiesand traditions of writing rise to the top and then, I think, stay there. Thats the way I seeit anyway. But I like what you said about historical circumstances influencingcommunities because the next community influenced by the Objectivists was sort of, ofcourse, the Language school. Of course, they were dealing with both the Cold War andthe Vietnam War, so it makes complete sense that the Objectivists would be a model forthem. Although, maybe the difference with the Language school was that they were alsoassimilating a kind of post-structuralism in American poetry and language. So those twodove-tailed in an interesting way. So it makes sense, again, that a newer generationwould be drawing from both the Language school and the Objectivists given the fact thatwe live in a country that is currently engaged in two wars, on top of globalization andempire and everything else that young students of our generation have to pay attentionto.
Gizzi: Or they dont.Thats the problem.
Piotr: When you do the series, when you have them translated, did you commission themwith the idea thatAmerican English needs them? I mean, whats the rationale?
Matvei: So for some things, Prigov, Rubenstein, these were texts in Russian poetry that Ireally wanted to see in English and I happened to get manuscripts of translations of thoseI liked and worked with by Phil Metris and Chris Madison respectively. That was more ofaI knew there would be affinities. For instance Charles Bernstein was really into theRubenstein and saw affinities with Bob Grenier and other American traditions. Samewith Perloff. I knew that there was something American poets would dig in Rubensteinswork. With Prigov its more complicated. In a way, its working on a micro-level with thelanguage. Were going to do a larger edition of Prigov who passed away two years ago.But well see; I dont know what the effect will be. I think its more difficult to translate. Itcertainly changes in that instance. Its an effect on the language and its a question of
whether the effect he sought to have on Soviet Russian language, if that can be translatedin anyway in an American context. The series is sort of ad-hoc. As it goes on, it becomessomething, but it really depends on happenstance, on who hears about the seriesImean, there are so few small presses focusing on a specific area. Now there are moresmall presses doing translation, but its hard to say what this series will become. Theresa lot of good poets that weve put out in English that may not have any effect. Thats
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simply the market, an issue of distribution, and of institutions, and whats in place andhow do you hear about what someone is doing in another language and context. Forinstance, the new thing in Kosovo is hard to parallel with the new thing in America. Itmight read very differently for an American reader. Is this oppositional to someaesthetic? What is the approach of this poet to their language, to their tradition? That isvery hard to translate. I mean, you can have prefaces and so forth, but when you just
show the work its very hard to know what these people are responding to, what are theirinfluences, why are they making these choices, what do those choices mean in thatcontext? In English they may not mean anything or they may seem traditional or youmight not see how theyre attempting to do something different.
Gizzi: Or how theyre also electing to go back to the political landscape in reality oftheir culture.
Someone sighs.
Gizzi: Christian brought up the idea that were presently engaged in two wars and I canspeak to this in a bunch of ways and about the awareness of it, but part of the EasternEuropean series is that many of the people youre publishing were in some way dissident.
Piotr: Dissident aesthetically
Gizzi: Maybe, yeah aesthetically and maybe
Matvei: Some were historically, yeslike Moran, Prigov, Rubenstein. Some of themcertainly had their problems with the state because of what they were writing. But part ofmy interest in the series is to present Eastern Europe not solely through that Cold Warangle. I think its been detrimental in some ways, to the way these texts are readtheOberiu for example. The seventies, eighties readings of those texts, I think, were skewedin some aspects. Because of this notion of what the Eastern European poet should be. Wewere talking about Adam Zagajewski and what it is that people are in tune withbecause
its what they expect. Certain tropes, certain subject matter, a certain way of dealing withpolitics. There could be so many Eastern European poet unrepresented by Americanpublishing because they dont fit the mold.
Gizzi: But coming back to this idea of writing out of the condition of war, not about war,but out of it. A few things come to mind. You use the word empire in relation to America,and one of the ways its imperial is its language. Its already an institutionthe language.Its like the old linguist joke, whats the difference between a language and a dialect? Thedifference between a language and a dialect is: a language is a dialect that has an armyand a navy.
Some breathy chuckles float throughthe discussion.
So, already to deal in the American language is to be already involvedthrough syntax Im connected to Liz, but also to George Bush or whoever. So
its kind of unavoidable that confrontation. I remember editing o-blk there was in tri-quarterly a beautiful piece by a young Creeley on Black Mountainthe review. Creeleywrote to Ezra Pound, then in St. Elizabeths, asking how he could go about starting amagazine. Pound said that a magazine behaves much the same way a poem behaves;
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Matvei: The trend of the way translation is talked about in terms of mainstreampublishing, reviewing and so forth, is really about universality. Thats the trope ofcontemporary translation. Basic ideas of translation now are that the translation shouldmake it seem like it was written in English; the translation is somehow transparent andnot in a Benjamin sense. Why certain texts are chosen is usually based on theirtranslatabilitywhich seems to mean does it have universal meaning? So instead of
thinking of the local or the untranslatable which has a peculiar effect on the languagethe Benjaminian version of translation is probably against several thousand years, oreven the Romantics tradition comes to a head with ideas of translation from Cicero toDryden. And so you have this new moment for about 100 years in translation talkingabout pre-Raphaelites and Victorian translation and archaic translation where the textand language is really strange in the target language. I think, for whatever reasons, theyhave to deal with mainstream trends of literary culture in America. To the point wherereviews of translation are one line on its readability. If it sounds at all odd, itstranslators and thats badso, with some of the new translations were seeing differentapproaches on tiny presses. So were in a time where this idea of the universal isunfortunately occluding alternative manners of translation that could be productive forthe English language and American poetry. I think poets are butting up against a trendthats big, all-encompassing against foreignness in the translation, that doesnt want tosee other possibilities for English.
Hawkey: I also just likethe ideawhich Aaron Murray talks about of there being noequivalence between any two languages, yet in the act of translation, that gap is somehowcrossed. The gap I think is just maybe a space of total possibility. Rosemary Waldropsterm for that is so beautiful in its Dickinsonian accuracy and brevity is a lavish absence.She writes about that in her memoir of translating Chavez.
Gizzi: The other term she uses which is also Dickinsonian is gap gardening. It works inrelation to this gap youre speaking of. She also said wherever I go, I always have thewrong accent.
Hawkey: Maybe thats a part of what it means to be an American poet.
Gizzi: Yeah.
Hawkey: I dont know that its necessarily particularly American, but to be a poetandagain, I dont want to romanticize the figure of the poet as a marginal figure, but thetruth is in a late capitalist society, poetry is beyond marginalizedI do feel poets arenomads moving in the outskirts of what might be called an establishment and at thesame time never speaking, but finding ways to accent difference within an establishmentthat is constantly trying to homogenize and globalize and erase difference. So to me,whether thats being an American poet, a Polish poet, a Russian poet the emphasis onpreserving those differences and even resisting the use of those differences used by
commercial establishments as a way of glossing over what is really happeningwhich istotal homogenization is an added layer that we have to pay attention to at some level.
Piotr: But that doesnt have anything to do with you being an American poet. Because itactually is global.
Willis: Whatis global?
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Piotr: Well, the mechanism that you were describing. So what is American in yourwriting?
Hawkey: I dont know. I can talk about Ashbery as being a particularly American poet,because his accents are so manifold and deeply imbedded in, not just English idiolects
and sociolects but, American idiolects and sociolects. His proliferation of idiomacities iswhat makes him representative of the diversity of American language, but also using thatin an incredibly productive and interesting way.
Gizzi: Its a big question and I could come at it in so many waysunlike many of thepeople at this table I dont have other languages. I can barely manage the language thatIve been given, which is American. Language has always been difficult for me. I couldntspell. I was dyslexic. I had a stammer until I was twelve. It always felt like this thing thatwas outside of me using me, bigger than me, older than me. So its a difficult medium. Itsone thats not natural, in some way, to me. But I guess, in my humility, because I onlyhave this language and why I writebecause Ive been taken captive and discoveredmyself in these acts of the American language. I think of Walt Whitman, when I wasyoung. I think of Melville in his sentences and how absolutely gorgeous and symphonicthey are and how hes reaching in every sentence for someway to believe something. Inthe American language, in the 19th centuryI come from the Berkshires where he wrotehis work, but one of the reasons I came back to Massachusetts is because this miraclehappened from Pittsfield to Concord
The American anthem begins playing somewhere in the distance.
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A is for Anonymous
Jane Laforge
Across the pond
the depth and focus
of your lungs and
the reels and stances
of the folds in your throatexacts a change I find
somewhere between
coal and current,
atoms and oceans;
because speaking is control
and muscle, and listening
is cartilage, memory
and contraction. One will
shrink long before the other
becomes aphasic; as long
as no one reads my
unspoken face, I am
perfect. This is to be
our affair, no one
fathoming what the clarity
of your accents mean to adaughter of the deaf,
mouthing the words
along to German television:
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n.detritus.deterere
Andrew E. Colarusso
I.
The Bower will make a home for you gray pinkflamingo chick a reminiscence beams of sun
your hair and quiet fingers boiling away. CanI sit here? flippant unsure but the grass is free
If you are young and I near death can we love?On Church your cheek is warmed honey
and crossing the platform and vanished behinda sliver of silver sped by the last time I taste butterflies
II.
dein aschenes Haar Aidoneus
what is a voice?if frequently repentant willow pollen dein goldenes
fallen Haar
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III.
I will ask you comespinning gold tinctures on spindles your calf
tense on the pedal
I will occupy allof the fugue if you are one live among several
red wilted petals
IV.
geldings are not to speak to horses properor princess as euphemism for gelded mre
mer gelded see your son cataract eyed staringat the sun he pose questions and weep earth
Haemon weeps in two spaces simultaneouslyin a book of poems lace wrapped and in pedigree
of occupied promise slowed to verdigris your loveryour father your list of unbecoming Haemon
geldings are not to speak of horses proper
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V.
So you are sea maid something of the sun in youon the express etched in me or earth the salt
from snows wearing passage in pavement solesblack from exploring the soils in a hurry always
stopping to smell the flora briefly in a hurryalways and anyway
you could not love. like a flower in passing
VI.
layed in the hollows of gifted daffodilsa green cage of sargassum green milk
and out to see top hat black bambburning bible paper
perhaps one day he will take you to Englandcoolie girl. Forget how in some evenings
the caribbean was taken by fire.
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VII.
krik krak of night spooled kreyol streams thisheat they say is voodoo.
the barons are in town. we slept too long in the moon
VIII.
light driftwood in the Bower beak made a homeof small death.
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6 poems
byC M Burroughs
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NIGHTS LARGE FEARS
Hawkweed jimmies window seals. Room for a man whose
liquor eclipses him. Beg quiet the body. Fight.
/strikesoftly, impact nothing. Even your dream, a woman who
allows a woman to die. Leaving from or for the world,
prayer beads iridescentyes/no.
Never admit that the poet in you might use it. Wait, as you
are cut into, long enough to draw the bodys pre-break, the
red cores praxis. Drafts of self and self. Deleting.
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OF A LARGER SEQUENCE
You can hear the rhythm of the ache.
~ William James
My lover has given it a namea row of thistles at the birth of a fieldnow Ifeel moved to a time when folks like him, perhaps like you, give kind names tokinetic happenings. Names that acknowledge pain but dont let it out.
Ten years ago, when my bones were growing, she crept into my bones. A paringknife taken to me, drawn across my forearms and calves to the veins exposure.
The veins then, one by one, threaded from my body till the dressing was donefrom the bone. All this as I breathed, watched, and detected first my trepidarousal then the deadening weight as she riddled in, a tributary on flame. Howto love a sister. How to want her at rest. Now she has a second name. Episode,he says. Eis. Hodos. When she was living, I called hernever mind. She is
changed. Now ends. Now begins.
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ROOM
And a girl and boy inside
A girl spread like force and
a boy frightened of
enjoying it So in the jaw
of enjoyment The red
blouse still buttoned Or
the preserve of blood on
the chest fresh across your
breasts The discarded
jeans The button wide-
eyed and the zipper a
mouth line Sister, speak
to me after this Im sorry
I dreamt it like this
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UNPACKING
The plasma of the dream is the pain of separation.
Dreamers dream from the neck up.
Dead. Sorry, let me answer the question. Boxed.Dead.
Your jawbone and a few chips of skull. Yes.Im sorry.
I went insane, in the dream.You returned home.
No. I wandered and bled.For what?
For whom.For whom.
For you.Then memory turns inward.
With a strange, clutching brilliance, andI go over these scenes and incidents perpetually.
[ ]Is that insanity?
No. Love.
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THE LAST WORD
Of my lovers favorite novel is
smoke~ so passablehis hyphen,
imposed. The last gesture of
my lovers unforced favorite
position unhouses, evolves. Of:
broke her back/broke her heart/
especially, broke into a run. The
rind of each signifying schism;
the soft consonants, his want to
be whole, a threshold: He quivers,
turns from the curdle of a woman,
a continent, a cunt, same sweet
hole; learns the tense sensation
of freedom. Begins, strides off,
dripping thefirstsegregation,
I
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ON IMPACTAfter Susan Wicks
We watched the bird beginat the verandas edge and taking off with mission into the
French doors five feet ahead. A red bird reddening. Sexed in vermeil. Damaged. Days, this
continuedyou saw it. The bird dying for the bird: how to love the self. A week at least, at last.
The elongated click of its mouth a tension, repetition. The work of watching its attempts to
die. The wordspleaseand dontmined from every throat in that house. As much as we were
witnesses, we did not see its beak gag, did not see it die. But gently noticed no refrain, no
rhythm at the glassits body or betrothal gone.
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A little ant went on anouting in the desert.
Why did it leave a line
in the desert insteadof footprints?
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How did his parents
know that he wasback, though they
neither saw him norheard him?
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Because they saw hisbike.
Quan Zhang
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editors
Andrew E. Colarusso
Eric Adamson
Easlin AndersonKatie Stallsmith
fragments of text include:
Theodor Adorno Minima MoraliaInstructions found in a box of chess
Camille Paglia, Break, Blow, Burn
Avital Ronell, Crack Wars: Towards a NarcoanalysisAvital Ronell, On the Misery of Theory without Poetry:
Heideggers Reading of Hlderlins Andenken
Special thanks to:
Alan Bermensolo
Noel Sikorski
Ugly Duckling Presse
David Jou
Matvei Yankelevich
James Copeland
SUPERMACHINE
New York University
Scott Statland
John Casteen
Geoffrey Nutter
Maggie Owsley www.andthenphotos.com
All rights revert to author upon publication
2010 The Broome Street Review: Cold Humor
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COLOPHON
The Broome Street Review is set in Hoefler
The cover-text is set in Champagne & Limousines,created by Lauren Thompson
The back-cover is typeset in Franklin Gothic Book
Cover image Maggy and Moggy provided by Matt Dawsonhttp://www.matt-dawson.co.uk/
The Broome Street Review no. 2 is printed in a run of 100 copies
Printed with Bookmobile
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A little boy ranhome, crying,
Its not fair! All my
classmates told me that
my head is like a kite!
Then he flew up.
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$1
Once there was a bigfire in the cornfield,
and all the corn
became popcorn.A little bird saw this
and said to its mom,
MOM!MOM!ITS SNOWING.Then the little bird died
because of the cold